MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

27: Trip

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• chapter twenty-seven | Trip

Rubbing the temple of my nose, I let out a frustrated sigh.

I kept working since this early afternoon, as usual. I don't know what my Harley is doing to keep her busy, but I really miss her.

I'm so stressed just by dealing with the morons I have hired. Sure, they're dozens of dozens, but damn, they're so useless. They had the B-man on their grasps, but they had to let him beat them all up. What's so fucking difficult by just getting him inside a tank filled with sharks? There's nothing difficult!

"I just want Harley right now.." I groaned out, still massaging the temples of my nose out of frustration. It's so strange how no one can compare to whatever she does. I tried going inside a Spa, but the massage made me barf, Harley's is the equivalent of relaxation. I don't know if it's because the specialist was trembling and shivering as fuck while she tried to relax me, but I rather have Harley massaging my head and shoulders. Her gentle touch always makes me relaxed and forgets my problems.

I really need that now.

I sighed at the thought I shouldn't call her out just for that, it would make me look like I'm weak without her.

I twisted and twirled the pen on my hands, grunting under my breath before letting out another sigh. I don't know where to start off again, the douchebags or that shit face who wanted to partner up against the Bat. But everybody knows, including Harley, I'm the only one who should go against Batman.

So, I took it as an advantage and decided to partner up with him, together with his technology.

It looked cool.

"Boss," I flinched when Jonny suddenly entered the office.

"What?!" I shouted, glaring at my right hand man.

"Creeper wants to meet you at Arkham." He replied, looking at me with confusion. And so, I looked back at him with the same expression.

"Creeper? What the fuck does he want?"

He shrugged and turned back, "I just got a call from him saying, 'I want your boss be here within forty-eight hours'." He replied, before walking out of the office and closing the door.

How am I gonna tell Harley? How am I gonna tell her that I'll be going back to Arkham for three days? Bet she wants to come with me, but I wouldn't risk that.

Creeper means serious business, it's like we're cousins, same craziness and laughter. But still, I ruled Gotham as King.

I looked at my laptop that had a wallpaper of the Kitty Doll Harley gave me. Yes, my laptop wallpaper is a Kitty Doll.

I pulled out the pointing device and went to my email, going through it to see if I had a new email, but to my avail, no email has been sent yet.

I exited the tab and to one of the files that is kept hidden, yes, I keep it hidden.

A file filled with Harley's pictures, pictures of her when she was a psychiatrist, pictures of her after a murder or a heist. It's one of her habits, after we go out to have some fun, she would pull out her phone and literally takes selfies. It may not look like I don't like her, but damn, I'm falling.

I then stared at one of her pictures, examining every inch of her body. Then I sighed and closed the folder and turned off my laptop. Standing up, I ran my hand through my green hair and walked out of he office, ready to tell her I'll be off for three straight days.

"Harls?" I called out, looking around the hall and walked to the bedroom where I saw her doing her nails. Painting them with beautiful crimson red.

"Yeah, pud?" She asks, looking up from her nails, pausing what she was doing to focus on me.

I then sat down at the edge of the bed, and took her hand, careful to not mess up her still drying nails. "I'm going to Arkham for a few days." And as expected, her face went from a cheery, to a disappointment and displeased look.

"What? A few days?" She asks, as if it was unbelievable, "You'll leave me her alone for a few days?" She asks again, her eyes watering.

She's annoying at times, but she gets cute at the same time.

It's obvious she can't live without me beside her. It may sound exaggerated, but it's true.

"Yes." I simply replied, "I'll tell Frost to take good care of ya."

"But your care is nothing like the others!" She whined and jumped on me for a hug, "Take me with ya, Mistah J!"

I sighed, I couldn't risk her meeting Creeper, he might take advantage of her if he meets her.

"No, you'll stay here." I groaned, but slowly hugged her back tightly, "Don't worry, I'll leave tomorrow mornin'."

I then heard her sobs, but then she sniffed and looked at me, her perfect blues staring back at mine, "Take another day off today for me, Puddin'." She pouted.

She knows how to get what she wants.